Semi-weekly interior journal. [volume] (Stanford, Ky.) 1881-1905, 1887-12-20
GEORGE O. BARNES
GOD IS LOVE AND NOTHING ELSE
PRAISE TIE LORD
COLUMBUS. Mss, Dec. 10, 1857.

CoLUMBUs, MIS-, Dec. Is. ls'"
DEAR INTERIORS We have arrived al
that agreeable point in the meeting ~h'ch
long experience has made IA 30 i"mi''Ar
with, viz the quite popular H'Ag'' OF
tina, "arbor Of sa.e, where good Cnris''an
fell a.lsep, ss he rested, after tough 'cram
bic up the "Hill Of Difficulty" There TOO
he dropped hi. precious roll under the
a.s,,Is - whose luxuriAnce beeuiled him to
Abuse the provision made by the "LohD
Of the highway" for HIs weary pilgrims
Wherefore, "for the present distress 1t IL
better that we have little time to tarrv IN
apy one place, after that s,sge IA reHohen
but s,raightway exchange our warm nest
oi pampered petting for the -alutsry tonic
NJ the next section OF the trigid rome, thro'
which We NAV be called TO pars. II IL al
wave interesting, sometimes amusing, 10
watch the mutations that mark increasing
interest in the Truth We preach. Beds get
.ots, covering cleaner; steak tenderer;
milk with a large proportion OF cresmi ana
general attentions more and more marked
This. OF course, in boarding houses, hoteI-'
,hs plac.. i'm which We have been taken
IN from "A sepse Of duty" Having no con-
nsction whatever with that sweet ho-piIali
~ that loves first and gives the best 1t has
from the start
The elements have been against NJ .
greater part Of the pasl week, but the con-
gre,ations kept up to fair weather stand
ard. Notwithstanding. A LARGE number Of
ma, who never 20 To- any church, attend
s,eadily. and no, n day passes IN which
somsthing analogous to this does not occur
a. ona di.course after another removes diff
s,,I,;e. from the various lives and lets it
the gospels light. "Outto hear you las
nightusaid a stranger yesterday, and
ina, want to say TO you. dear air, with thu
.,,rast thank. OF soul tried man, tina
vour sermon answered questions that ha'
GRADUALLY bat surely drifted me, ecsins
NV wishes, towards the awful quicksand
,,s, fringe the turbid stream that men cal
gpdlehty." 10 grand elcqnence at al
i, this nor mark OF set speech, bat th
p,,s,,pce of a full heart and beaminl
eve. only told in the impressive way an ed
ucA,ed and gifted ge' tleman might nAtur
sly eXpres. himseH. Some can only spes'
in metaphor. Col. lngersolTs every utter
srcs /. blank yers,; and my dear old frienC
John Youug's commonest conversation WA
poem to lislen TO.
Anotber. no less touching, but rsthel
roupher testimony to the power OF The
Trnth. WAS the spontaneous promise OF
moor fellow, whose red eyes, sutiused with
honest lears, and intamed oountenance
unclaimed, too surely, what his beeetiin'
al, WAS He buttonholed me after service
and said. AZ he dashed away the tean viii
the hack of his hand doctor, the devil
been driving me long enough; | want TO say
70 Won now Pye drunk my last tod; d
III haven't" | don't suppose the dear lei
low will ever know till he geIs to HEAVIER
that he literally "swora Il IN my presence
That was evidently all the emphasis he ha'
ever learned to put upon MA Ordinary
words. 1t wasn't meant for profanity an
NOR, than the answer of sssllor, OF whom
anavy chaplain told me. After a pnnsen
sermon Of the sort that se:s strong men
waspin, he accosted one old tar who wa
citing on a coil OF rope, sobbins bitterly
with the question: "My friend how d
Won feel in the matter of your souls saliva
tion2o I'D N bad" WAS the characters
tic but honest reply, expressed in the mos
nervous Eaglish he knew, am sure
shocked no Listening angel; and my unoon
sciously profane inebriate, who told me hi
resolve so feryently, yet in language un'
known to the drawing room, gave Toy IN